The Trials FxF (#1.5 Satan's Psychopaths) ✔️

Chapter 9 - Battle against the bitches

We've been running up this mountain for hours, well I say running but I'm actually on Lightning's back or is it Thunder's, they confuse me being Siamese twins. It was great though because we had chosen to go north, we were climbing the mountain again which meant we are going in the right direction to get to the river. I just hope that the kittens can bring Blob there if I we don't find her first as she is the valuable.

As their feet thump on the ground as we seem to speed up, I hear a faint scream in the distance. As it's not a screech I tap one of the siblings on the back to make us slow down and the kittens who we've now joined slow down as well.

When we stop, I jump off of the twins back and kneel on the ground, while directing with my hands to invite the kittens over. The rocks are hard and I'm careful not to stab myself with them, now I wouldn't want to die again and in hell for that matter.

From the small brown bag attached to my hip I dip my hand in and pull out one of my prizes – a very sharp knife, ooo I can't wait till I accidentality stab this other contestant, or a beast would it be, one of The Devil's many monsters.

"Lightning can you sense how far that scream was? We must follow it", I question evilly while dragging the knife down my pointer finger, drawing blood and watching as it trickles down onto the ground where it soaks into the rocks.

"Yes of course Miss Superior of the Silver Seas", I blush at the name that I love so much and imagine squidging Lightening's cheeks together.

"Miss, the scream wasn't far, we can walk it", Lightening suggests, and I agree.

"Yes, that's a great idea, now my little kitties leave me for the kill. But, if I'm outnumbered please join in", I demand them politely.

"Yes of course Miss", they all squeak out in unision.

As that's all sorted, we start the run to our prey.

Its quick and once we arrive, I gasp in surprise and the kittens around me screech their deafening sound in joy. Blob is here, but so is the bad Santa and on his back is Georgina – the liar and the snitch.

While there not noticing, I wave the kittens over, "I'll take down Santa and you kitties surprise attack Georgina she's a bitch", I mutter underneath my breath. Bloody bitch called me Sophie's lover, nuhuh I'm with the beautiful dark angel Victoria who I miss dearly, and I just wish she would visit me soon, I miss her so dam much.

"Please just pop up", I whisper to myself feeling my eyes starting to water.

"What's wrong?" One of the kittens ask as... she walks closer, from her nametag and can see the name Annie.

"It's nothing", I reply while wiping away the tears.

Before she can ask any more questions, I stand up and grab another knife out of my bag. "Arhhhhhhhh!" I scream as I run towards the bad Santa, in hindsight I really shouldn't have screamed as that has now drawn more attention to myself.

With some new-found quickness and strength, I press my feet hard against the ground and leap into the air onto Santa's back where I scratch and swipe Georgina off with one of my knives, "bye bitch", I mutter.

"Kittens attack!" I shout quickly.

With my now slightly blooded knives I stab Santa in the back so I can stay attached and he can move away from Blob in his pain filled state. With one hand holding onto a knife I hang still and watch as blood drips for the other knife and soaks into his original red suit.

"You've been very naughty Santa and you must pay for what you have done", I tell him with a crazed look in my eyes, which seems to frighten him more as he tries to shake me off of his back.

With most of my strength holding onto the knife in my hand, I reach down and grab another knife while swinging myself over the top of him, so my vagina is pretty much in his face, "sorry Victoria", I whisper. With the other knife in my hand and his surprised look I quickly pock a dot into his cheek with my knife as a new idea comes into my head.

"No one will recognise you when I'm done with you", I whisper into his ear as I drag my knife down his lobe and watch the dark red blood start to trickle down his face mixing in with his snow-white beard and matching with the colour of his tomato red suit.

"Your reindeers won't even recognise you", I taunt evilly.

With myself sat on his face I sliver down his body and start grinding on him as all men get distracted easily. There all horny buggers who like to hurt innocent girls with no consent. If Santa was so powerful why couldn't he stop me from being hurt, hurt from my own father. He is a father being given the name Father Christmas.

Now that I can tell he's distracted, I pull the knife out of his back and carefully strike it across his beard, so I slowly start to cut his universally known beard off of his face and leave red deep cuts in the progress.

Once again, I whisper into his ear, "You're a bitch". With those last words I fall down his body and repeatedly stab my knives into his stomach and get into a daze as I watch the blood drip into his suit.

It's so red and has the scent that I love. It smells like death and success. 

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Hey guys sorry for the late update, I had recently hit writers block with this book and then yesterday I suddenly had some inspiration and I just couldn't stop writing. "Death and success, mmmm" lol.

Love you all and happy reading!! xx